12 Degrees & Skiving

what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice

the jeweller is not a morning person

night already 3 leagues abaft
the jeweller
the first to disapprove of morning
is flash-weary
from dreams of spinning nuclei

repulsive thumbed
she grows steam
from plains of milk
to temper a dark brew
till the brutal hour
whimpers obeisant

only then is she aloof
throws to the drag of day
hammer swanky, annealed
& gentle as zinc

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